email me if you wish. poetofthelight5@gmail.com
If you chose to attack me, I reserve the right to presume you don't exist and unworthy of a retort, or I may just write you and your ignorance out of my mind. ;-)
Truth be told~ I’ve no idea what kind of writer or poet I am, how good or how bad really. In this day and age it seems, we sometimes get likes (feel obligated) because we liked someone work/art or message. I’m not keen to that concept, albeit I understand others might be trying to be supportive- within that gray area so as not to seem critical, to someone they perceive as a lessor learner.
I tend to write from past experiences, (not all my own) and some are even new drafts of old versions of writes from a more modern view/voice or understanding. I enjoy being a tad provocative in the sense of stirring up ones emotions. I oft dismiss the mechanics because they tend to hinder realities honest and authentic voices conveying a truth, even if but their own. Reminding others in my message what having a loss feels like, traversing as a frail vessel adrift at on a sea of bitterness- alone or a new love acquired, and usually from a childish perspective. All writers have goals and many have entrenched agenda’s but for me, I have the need to write.
Everything I write comes from my heart. I share them here, amongst those who might relate, might appreciate what is my style, my tone, my tragedy, my perspective, my naked vulnerability as whispers- from the scars on my heart. I like to think of myself as a high-wire balancing ambivert that can slip one way or another on the stretched tether of my heart whereas poetry serves as my balancing rod.
Thank you for reading and your visit. Perhaps we will dance like love birds, to the same intertwining music as we delve in cryptic words on inked pages during our life's…song?
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Oh man, that’s sad.
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Thank you for reading and commenting my friend.
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Does it always hurt that bad?
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The degree of hurt in my mind is subject to the the degree of love one gives.
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Yes, but I mean, is it always a constant grief of mind to you that it’s over?
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No.
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aw… If that was written for a particular someone, I hope they read it.
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Thank you for your feedback and reading my friend.
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How can I not read.
Your blog will be promoted in 10 hours on Riverside Peace.
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You’re most kind. Thank you.
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This is heavy. Very heavy.
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All love, lived or loss should be very distinguishing. Thank you for reading and your comment.
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Beautifully written…a painful tale of yours….
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Thank you much.
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Well written.
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Thank you kindly my friend.
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Touching poem, very well written and powerful.
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Thank you much fir reading and commenting so kindly.
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My pleasure the read
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So much sadness but I fear I can relate.
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I would hope for your sake, you can’t.
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